[OTA] You So Fine You Blow My Mind

[uncutclarity]

There's a yoga studio in Diamond Castle, of course. Silas is a devotee, and that means that yoga has a higher profile than it did before he became King and she became Ace (and Jack, before that). She's not using it today, though. It's become the kind of place where people look for her.

So instead she's in one of the few remaining empty rooms in Diamond Castle, in Pincha Mayurasana. She's simultaneously singing, though, which is probably not the most zen-like thing to do. Especially when it's Mickey.

She probably doesn't care, though.

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[diemwnt]

...and this is his life now. It was actually his life before, true, but it's officially his life now. His life is walking in on his Ace with files tucked under his arm and a strangely revitalized nicotine-twitch while she's upside-down and singing.

Yes. He wanted this. Or something to that effect.

He'll just. Take his five minute break leaning against the door frame watching her in bemusement, then.

[uncutclarity]

It's been his dream for years. They both know it. Just like this exactly had been Avery's dream. Which is to say, well...

Not exactly.

Who can blame her for singing the cheer anthem of the 1980s, really, before she slides into another pose and looks at him.

"Is the Castle falling around our ears yet?" She asks. It's a legitimate question. They both know this.

[diemwnt]

There's almost the flit of a smile for the fact that it's a serious question. This, too, is their life. His head shakes as he moves more properly inside, sets down files.

/Not yet. The Outposts aren't either. It's the intake that's troubling./

Because families at the Outposts weren't all solely content with coming to Town. And the Castle was only actually so big.

[uncutclarity]

"All the Castles are running short on room." She pauses, thoughtful as she holds the pose. "But we don't want to turn people away."

Which brought them to the real problem, of course.

"What do you think?"

[diemwnt]

He's been thinking about it, of course. That makes it easier to set himself on the edge of a desk and actually have a coherent idea to put forth.

/We need a vetting system for the rest. Qualifications for those who need to be nearest to medical bay, that sort of thing. Assistance finding or constructing closer housing./

Constructing was, unfortunately, key to the amount of influx they were having.

[uncutclarity]

"We should encourage people who live near, but not in the Castle, to stay in their homes. The Castle itself needs to be reserved for those who aren't close already." She lays back, her hair pooling on the floor.

"And we have to be careful. Start restricting, and people might start panicking."

[cariad_tywyll]

Wraidd had been in the Crystal Palace on business... which had been fairly successful to her mind. She was on her way out and passed by the most amusing sight.

Their Ace was essentially standing on her head singing something rather obnoxious. Always one to socialize with the faces as much as possible, Wraidd paused and leaned against the doorway, laughing under her breath.

"I thought part of the point of Yoga was the zen of breathing and meditation?" she asked with a pleasant smile.

[uncutclarity]

"That's what I hear," Avery says when she gets to a break in the song. "But it's mostly about what relaxes you." Which, in her case? Sometimes involves annoying the hell out of anyone in earshot.

"On a diplomatic mission?" she asks as she shifts into a less advanced pose, one that allows for conversation. "The diplomatic corps has been spotty lately. Understandably."

[cariad_tywyll]

"Whatever works," Wraidd said pleasantly. She didn't see how standing on one's head or how singing such an obnoxious song could be relaxing, but who was she to judge.

"Trying to figure out how many are flooding into the Crystal Palace and to see if the Heart Castle can take any of the overflow... though it doesn't look like it. We're seeing about equal numbers sadly."

[uncutclarity]

"I think all the Castles are," Avery says. "What we need to be talking about is how to manage who can take refuge." There's not room for everyone, after all. Not even close.

[denythyfather]

"Does that help with the meditation, then?" Adrien asks, an amused expression on his face as he stands at the door with Sitara on his hip (though she's really starting to get too big for this).

[uncutclarity]

"It's the best part," Avery tells him (and winks at Sitara). "The same mantras just get boring after a while, you know? You have to mix it up."

[denythyfather]

Sitara doesn't tug on her father's arm and ask to join Avery like she might have - instead, she just nods softly before leaning her head on his shoulder.

"As long as you're finding some much needed peace. We could all use some of that."

[uncutclarity]

"Mmhm. It's not easy to come by," she says. "We've got to do things we'd normally do."

Though, really, at this point? What was normal.

[denythyfather]

"Just because it isn't easy doesn't mean we won't try our hardest. Isn't that right, Sitara?" Her reaction is muted at best, and he presses an affectionate kiss to her hairline before looking back at Avery. "How are you doing? How's Cadogan doing?" Not that the latter is more important, but. Avery will give a more honest answer.

[the_songbird]

She hadn't exactly been looking for Avery but she will pause when she hears the singing. And then when she sees the Diamond and her position, she'll stop in the doorway and can't help but laugh.

"That isn't uncomfortable?"

[uncutclarity]

"Nah," Avery says, and blows a strand of hair out of her eyes. "But I've been at it a while." She pauses. "Well, the yoga, not the yoga with the soundtrack of 1980s pop." That was just fun.

[the_songbird]

"I suppose it manages to be distracting."

Both things, really.

"But doesn't all the blood rush to your head?"

She just might be enabled into giving it a try, Avery.

[uncutclarity]

"Not really. It's not like you're holding it for more than a few minutes." She raises an eyebrow at Elani. "Have you ever done any yoga?"

Because this particular pose wouldn't be a great place to start, no matter how flexible Elani was. Advanced yoga had to be worked up to.

[the_songbird]

"A little?"

It had been one of the things she'd wanted to try, but there were so many that only a few she actually kept up with.

Yoga was one of those that had gotten left on the wayside. Perhaps because, much like her brother, remaining still was...difficult.

"It's been a while."

[thecutdiamond]

The yoga wouldn't've made her bat an eyelash, really. She's ended up encountering people doing it often enough. It's the singing, however, that gives her pause.

"Not the first thing I would've chosen to sing."

Although, really, she isn't much of a singer at all.

[uncutclarity]

"I wanted something cheerful," Avery says. It was understandable, consider the state of things lately.

Where lately was going on over a year, now.

[thecutdiamond]

"I suppose that makes sense," she answers after a moment, moving to properly make her way into the room.

"Does it help?"

The yoga. The singing. Trying to be cheerful. Either one.

[uncutclarity]

"A little bit," she says. "Not entirely, if I'm perfectly honest. There's not that much to be cheerful about, lately."

Completely true, but perhaps...not something one ever expected to hear out of Avery Hamilton.

"Still, we go on, right?"

[thecutdiamond]

It's a little bit worrisome, to hear her mentee sound so down about things. But everyone needs to have their moments.

Rachel nods. "We go on. Use the things that make us less cheerful to make us stronger, instead."

A variation on an old, old saying, but still truthful nonetheless.